Another Kike Bites The Dust

Yesterday I awoke to a notification on my phone and it was a message from a Jew by the name of Matt Katz. Oddly he had no profile picture on his Facebook page, only had a picture of a penguin. He started the conversation by asking what are my spiritual views and I told him that I don’t care for that considering the state of the present day world. He would later send me a message ostracizing me for holding anti Jewish beliefs and then proceeded to unfriend me. I sent one of my horsemen after his kike ass telling him that if he ever messages me again I will kill him and his family where they stood! He tried to message me again but I had already acquired his location and sent one of my horsemen to kill him. This poem will serve as inspiration and celebration to those who have killed Jews at some time in their lives and for others to do the same as well!

Another Kike Bites The Dust

Shlomo walks easily down the street
With the nose stuck way up high
Kike hears not the sounds of my feet
My guns and knives ready to kill!

Jews are ready
But they are not ready for this!
Jews shitting bricks as they lay on the edge of my seat
In the doorway I let the bullets rip through their flesh
The bullets make a sound to the beat of my hate!

Another kikes bites the dust
Another kike bites the dust
Another Jew is gone, and gone away forever!
Another kike bites the dust
Gonna kill all these jews too
As another kike bites the dust

Why did Jews thin they were ever going to get along with me
Without Jews, we will have true peace
Kikes took everything from me before I was even born
They even had me kicked out of my own family

Now are you kikes satisfied?
How long can you keep up the charade
For out of the hallway, I let the bullets rip
And the sounds of the shells bring peace to my mind

Another kike bites the dust
There are many ways that I can kill the kikes
As I bring them to their knees
You can stab them
You can shoot them
You can shoot them dead and leave them for dead

When the kike goes down
I will be ready to put another kike down again
Standing on my own feet ready to kill again
Out in the hallway, I let the bullets rip
The sounds of Jewish screams of death gives me my peace